2 But God has breath'd upon a worm,

And sent me, from above,

Wings, such as clothe an angel's form,
The wings of joy and love.

3 With these to Pisgah's top I fly,
And there delighted stand,
To view beneath a shining sky,
The spacious promis'd land.

4 The Lord of all the vast domain
Has promis'd it to me;

The length and breadth of all the plain,
As far as faith can see.

5 How glorious is my privilege!
To thee for help I call ;

I stand upon a mountain's edge,
Oh save me, lest I fall!

6 Though much exalted in the Lord,
My strength is not my own;
Then let me tremble at his word,

And none shall cast me down.

1 YES! since God himself has said it,
On the promise I rely :

His good word demands my credit,
What can unbelief reply?

He is strong and can fulfil;

He is truth, and therefore will.

2 As to all the doubts and questions
Which my spirit often grieve,
These are Satan's sly suggestions,

And I need no answer give:
He would fain destroy my hope,
But the promise bears it up.

3 Sure the Lord thus far has brought me

By his watchful tender care;
Sure 'tis he himself has taught me
How to seek his face by pray'r:
After so much mercy past,

Will he give me up at last?

4 True, I've been a foolish creature,
And have sinn'd against his grace;
But forgiveness is his nature,
Though he justly hides his face :

Ere he call'd me, well he knew
What a heart like mine would do*.

5 In my Saviour's intercession

Therefore I will still confide;

Lord, accept my free confession,
I have sinn'd, but thou hast dy'dt:
This is all I have to plead,
This is all the plea I need.

LIII. Peace restored.

1 Он, speak that gracious word again,
And cheer my drooping heart,
No voice but thine can sooth my pain,
Or bid my fears depart.

2 And canst thou still vouchsafe to own A wretch so vile as I ?

And may I still approach thy throne,
And Abba, Father, cry?

3 Oh, then let saints and angels join,

And help me to proclaim

The grace that heal'd a breach like mine,
And put my foes to shame!

4 How oft did Satan's cruel boast
My troubled soul affright!
He told me I was surely lost,
And God had left me quite*.

5 Guilt made me fear, lest all were true
The lying tempter said ;

But now the Lord appears in view,
My enemy is fled.

6 My Saviour, by his pow'rful word,
Has turn'd my night to day;
And his salvation's joys restor❜d,
Which I had sinn'd away.

7 Dear Lord, I wonder and adore,
Thy grace is all divine;

Oh keep me, that I sin no more
Against such love as thine!

LIV. Hear what he has done for my Soul.

1 SAV'D by blood, I live to tell

What the love of Christ hath done;

He redeem'd my soul from hell,

Of a rebel made a son :

Oh! I tremble still, to think
How secure I liv'd in sin;
Sporting on destruction's brink,
Yet preserv'd from falling in.

Psal. lxxi. 11.

2 In his own appointed hour,

To my heart the Saviour spoke: Touch'd me by his Spirit's pow'r, And my dang'rous slumber broke. Then I saw and own'd my guilt, Soon my gracious Lord reply'd: * Fear not, I my blood have spilt, " "Twas for such as thee I dy'd."

3 Shame and wonder, joy and love, All at once possess'd my heart; Can I hope thy grace to prove After acting such a part? "Thou hast greatly sinn'd," he said, "But I freely all forgive; "I myself thy debt have paid, "Now I bid thee rise and live."

4 Come, my fellow-sinners, try; Jesus' heart is full of love! Oh, that you, as well as I,

May his wondrous mercy prove!

He has sent me to declare,

All is ready, all is free :

Why should any soul despair,

When he sav'd a wretch like me?

LV. Freedom from Care.

1 WHILE I liv'd without the Lord, (If I might be said to live,) Nothing could relief afford, Nothing satisfaction give.

2 Empty hopes and groundless fear

Mov'd by turns my anxious mind; Like a feather in the air,

Made the sport of ev ry

wind.

3 Now, I see, whate'er betide,
All is well if Christ be mine;
He has promis'd to provide,

I have only to resign.

4 When a sense of sin and thrall

5

Forc'd me to the sinner's Friend,

He engag'd to manage all,

By the way and to the end.

Cast," he said, " on me thy care*, ""Tis enough that I am nigh;

"I will all thy burdens bear,

"I will all thy wants supply.

6" Simply follow as I lead,

"Do not reason but believe;
"Call on me in time of need,
"Thou shalt surely help receive.'

7 Lord, I would, I do submit,
Gladly yield my all to thee;
What thy wisdom sees most fit,
Must be, surely, best for me.

8 Only when the way is rough,
And the coward flesh would start,
Let thy promise and thy love
Cheer and animate my heart.

LVI. Humiliation and Praise.

(Imitated from the German.)

1 WHEN the wounded spirit hears
The voice of Jesus' blood,

How the message stops the tears
Which else in vain had flow'd:

* Psal. lv. 22.; 1 Pet. v. 7.